In light they stray,

far from the beaten path.

In cold light of day,

we feel their wrath.

In darkness we hide,

from their wicked sight.

In the dark we reside,

shrouded in fright

From where they came,

we do not know.

Just we were not the same,

after they took our glow.

If the Others remain here,

then we will lose all we hold dear.